Gallery 200
Bob Backlund
Bearhugged

 
 
 
 
Big John Studd, looking huge in his sexy white tights, slowly approaches Bob Backlund, who has fallen to his knees.

The ref yells to Backlund: "Come on Backlund, get up!  Hurry up, fight back before he puts you in his Bearhug!!!"
"Oh no, you're finished now Bobbie!  Nobody breaks free from this big monster's massive squeeze! Should I ring the bell??"

 
"Just give it up kid! I'm telling you, just submit before he cracks your ribs or breaks your back or something!!  Please man, I'm gonna ring the bell!"
"OK Bob, you're still in this match. Suck that air in!  That's it kid, gotta do something soon, or he's gonna kill you!."

 
 
"Come on Studd, you are twice as strong as this poor kid! Don't crush him to death in that bearhug, I'm begging you!  Let him breathe!!"

 
  
"Just submit Backlund, you are almost asleep now. You gotta keep your arm up. If you pass out, Big John is the winner!!"
"Kid, do us all a favor and just cry Uncle.  Then we can all go have a beer together.  No one will hold it against you, we can all see this man is way more powerful than you."





 
 
In a different match, Backlund finds himself in Superstar Billy Graham's bearhug.  The cocky ref seems to be laughing at poor Bob!

"Ha ha!  You SUCK!  Suffer, you little pussy!"

"Wahhh Hah HA!! You are screwed, little wimp!  Graham is going to squeeze you into hamburger, and I get to watch it happen up close!"

 
 
"Oh, I hear you groaning and whimpering, but I don't care. I'm never going to call this big animal off, and his bearhugs are deadly!  Come on, wimp, cry for me Bobby!"

 
  
"Better stay out of his eyes, Howdy Doody, or I swear I'll disqualify you right now!  Just try me, punk, I'm the man in charge in this ring!"

 
  
"Aww, what's the matter, weakling? You look tired, you poor baby! Whats the matter Backlund, can't you handle a little tight squeezing?"
"I don't know what you did to piss off this beast, but he is determined to crush the life out of you. And I'm not going to stop him!  Go ahead, Graham, crush this douche bag until he pops!"

 
"That's it Superstar!  Lean in and CRUSH this little faggot!  Yeah, SQUUEEEZE that air out of him, you are the Man!"
"I told you before, you are nothing but a little bitch, Backlund!  I like watching you suffer like a jobber.  What was that, wimp boy??  Did you just submit??"
"Oh yeah! Fuck him up! Hug him until he breaks!  I love it!  I heard this cocky little punk making fun of you in the locker room.  He called you a sissy!"

 
 
"Oh yeah big man, this kid is almost finished.  A couple more big squeezes like that, and I'll be able to count him out.  Go ahead, crush him some more, I won't stop you!"
"You want to say something to me, boy??  I'll bet you can't speak because my man here has hugged all the air out of your chubby body!  Now you can just stand there paralyzed, lookin like a big fairy in red underwear!"

 
 
"Hey, I told you, stay out of his eyes!  I'm watching you cheater. You gouge his eyes, and I'll ring that bell before you can take one breath!"
"Don't do it Backlund!  I'm just looking for a reason to ring that bell!  You touch his eyes,  and you're finished punk!  I'll slap you with a fine and suspension too!"

  
"Oh yeah!  Way to go Graham!  Way to crush the bitch back into submission!  Grrrrrrrrr!  CRUSH HIM!!"
"Don't you get it Backlund??  You look like a pussy crying for mercy in his bearhug, and he will never stop squeezing until you surrender or pass out!  We finally put you in the ring against a real man, and you folded like a jobber!"